What home means to me is a fun and loving place when my family is with me. We have family movie nights. Sometimes me and my mom bake together! My home gives me shelter and it is heartwarming and protective, my home provides me shelter because the roof keeps us dry from rain and keeps us warm from the cold. I have a lot of memories kept in my home and never forgotten. Like the pictures on the walls of me when I was a baby! But the main idea to this is some people don’t have what we have, they don’t have special memories to keep in their home. They don’t even have a home! They don’t have a place that gives them shelter, they don’t have a warm cozy home that keeps them dry from the rain and warm in the cold. But I am happy that I have a home, and I hope the homeless will feel this way too!